ok.

what to say, what to say?
my world has become very small since moving to north carolina, forbiddingly so.
i fight between the urge to flee and the knowing that staying means finally buying a home; so soon but unreachable all at once.
so, to pass the time, i take photos.

8 days until I leave city life. forever, hopefully.
meanwhile, finally dumped all the photos from my camera.
a taste...

  and a blurry dog nose for good measure.

.

WHAt are you doing?

I am not studying for the math test that i know i am not ready for.
I am not working, even though i am at work.
I am not helping any customers, because there are no customers.
I am drinking a soda, though i cannot say why.
I am listening to awful music, even though i have the power to change the station.
I am thinking about how i wish i had brought my camera along, and about how i want a new lens.
and about how i should really fix that other camera. finally.
and about how my camera would accompany me on long walks in the forest, if it were warm enough for a walk in the forest.
and about how i question the good sense of people living this far north. myself included. and about how i really wish the heat in the jeep worked. 
I am not getting anything done.
I am not doing anything.

cold bones.



winter.



 

 

dear summer, i miss you. you and your adventures.

already ice is forming on all the water's bodies. the coffee pot works overtime, the radiator grumbles.

life is feeling serene, and hectic, and frigid, and cozy, all of them holding hands.

at least we have warm socks.

 

 

hello again.

now seems like as good a time as any to begin posting once more.

i'm moving along with this funny growing up but still feeling like a kid sort of thing.

embracing it, running with it, letting it happen.

watching my face turn into that of a wife-becoming, career-choosing, home-buying-pipe-dream-having 'grown up'.

always thought i'd just spend my days with leaves in my hair.

 

 

 



http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/406796/january-24-2012/grim-colberty-tales-with-maurice-sendak-pt--1?xrs=share_copy this is one of the best interviews i've seen in a long time. it satiated my curiousity regarding the man who wrote 'where the wild things are'. and also made me giggle. ( :

seems that winter took a summer vacation.

garlic babies and steady eggs.

it's becoming apparant that global warming just leftist sensationalism.